The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

The alarm did not ring; it screamed, a high-pitched wail that vibrated in your teeth. You woke on the floor of the breakroom, the linoleum cold and slick with the black fluid that wept from the walls. It was three in the morning. You had three hours until midnight passed, the arbitrary deadline set by the court order that had held your daughter, Clara, in the juvenile wing. You stood, wiping...

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